pseudopomohomoverse

Full Circle

Verse 1
You came along, you came on strong,
I don't think I can complain.
With your smile and your touch, I grew to crave them so much
and the insanity kept me sane.
I want you to know me, yes, please hold me,
make me more than the sum of my short years.
Fly me off to paradise
in your arms, for miles, as we lay here

Chorus 1
Why could you not tell me we weren't going far?
Why'd I come home from paradise riding shotgun in your car?
It's cold outside and the only warmth in here is coming from the vents.
If this is what a man is, boy made much more sense.

something bridge-y
So I'm alone and I'm freezing cold,
and burning up, here's what hurts me the most.
It's not the lies. I gave you everything
and got a commemorative notch on your bedpost...

[instrumental break]

Verse 2
My own estimation of my reputation's
belied by how I light up your face.
So here you are, I'm pulling petals and wishing on stars,
you'll be my change of pace.
I'm tired of my philandering
and you could help me get it right.
And all that not withstanding, I know
this is not forever, and not tonight.

something bridge-y 2
Cuz I've been where you are before
and there are things I can't restore,
that I never knew I'd ever wish I'd kept...

Verse 2.5
See, when I was younger I hungered to see all the things
I was forbidden to be.
I'd sneak out at night, knowing it'd all be alright,
in my secrets, I was free.
So I went into the world, my sails unfurled,
and threw myself into the sea.
Now, scarred and torn, I blame society and porn
and all the fucks who never said this to me:

Chorus 2
You remind me of all the wonder I felt when I finally accepted myself.
and you make me feel so young again, and it's such fun to make pretend.
But I'll leave well enough alone, after making you want me to stay,
and I won't take things you shouldn't be giving away.

reprise of something bridge-y 2
Cuz I've been where you are before
and there are things I can't restore,
that I never knew would mean so much to me.
So I can't go, no, I can't take you
to become the "man" you wish I'd make you.
You'll get there yourself eventually.

Final Verse!
Apologies to the owners
of all the hearts that I've discarded.
I know you're young but I hope you know
why it's best that we parted.
I know it sucks and I know it hurts,
but I also know it could be worse.
I'm the last person
you'd want to be your first.

posted by Danny Boy @ 1:38 AM